Dragoncrest Cliffs o, tempora! o, mores!

erzulie cut and cut until blood arced and spurted against the air.
a thump of scarlet as avicus struck the ground. too dangerous in this moment to turn away. erzulie veered inward, driving the doe into a harder and harder left until the long legs of the animal started to tangle and nostrils foam.
she snapped upward for the ear and yanked hard, finding the wellspring within her to use it as a choking rein.